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◼BROOKLYN MILES◼
Then I saw it.
I was in my basement getting a flashlight from one of the draws.
Getting it out I heard a creak, I switched the flashlight and scanned the room quickly.
Looking down I see a man curled up in a ball on the ground in the corner of the room, shivering in the cold, sunken eyes and skinny cheeks were prominent on his face.
Taking a few steps back, I took the sight of the creature in.
But the thing that freaked me out the most was that his bottom jaw was missing from his skull, it looked as if it was ripped clean off letting his tongue hand loosely.
The face was oh so familiar.
It was my deceased father.
I was in disbelief, inhaling stiffly as my body stood frozen.
He died two years ago...
How and why, did I take crack or something.
"You lied to me!" His sudden shout made me jump, his voice sounded distorted and gargled like a horrible impersonator.
He didn't even have a mouth to form words in the first place, how?
I stayed silent as my eyes started to sting with salty water, my eye lashes sticking together slightly.
"It's your fault!" He said in an angry and stern voice, dark ruby red blood dripping from its tongue.
I started to back up from it, his body over took mine since I wasn't that big of a person.
He towered over me as if he was six feet tall, I could hear the gagging and grumbling that was coming from his mouth.
"Come and float with me Brooklyn, don't you want to be with me again..."
He reached out to my form and he grabbed my hand tightly, squeezing painfully around the bone.
"You'll float too"
"You'll float too!"
"YOU'LL FLOAT TOO!"
I let out a groan of pain as his grip got tighter and tighter, that's gonna leave a mark.
"Dad!" I yelled to the man in fear as I watched his form grow larger, contorting and bones cracking.
I don't even know how they were humanly this strong.
"Stop it!" I yelled slamming his arm against the wooden arm of the couch with all the strength I had.
It snapped, the sickening sound of the bones cracking made me sick to the stomach.
